The view from here

More days than not we are waking up to this:

And we don't live in a city so that's not smog peeps.
When we moved here it seemed everyone I met would open with, "I hope you don't mind fog".
So when said fogs started I was half waiting for something spooky to happen. So far, no Jack the Ripper incidents have occurred. And maybe it's just the newbie in me but I am loving these misty mysterious starts to the day. Sure you can't see past your front gate but come nine-ish it starts to lift and gives way to a day like this:

What's not to love?